The Tormented Goddess

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incapable of achieving anything. He k new that somehow a mortal was the key to restoring her and waited hoping for what seemed impossible.
    Seconds seemed like minutes, minutes a s hours and hours as days. The moment all was to be concluded as hopeless a spark of life could be seen in her clear golden eyes. A heart beat started, she was revived. Edward noticed that her cold hands were beginning to warm up, not long after she was conscious again. Though severely imbalanced she smiled and looked up at Edward. Edward got off her side as Dracula approached her. He kissed her forehead so tenderly that Edwards’s jealousy resonated wildly from his heart, but to see her alive kept him delighted. After parting his lips from Venus's forehead Vlad gave her a small chest and then disappeared out of the room.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    C hapter Twelve
    Together Edward and Venus awaited the rising sun to run rapidly back to the town. Their enduring effort of escaping reddened their faces. Once arrived in the town square and after stumbling several times in the snow they halted their race to catch their breath. Safe within the city wall Venus began to laugh as brushing the snow off Edward ’s hat. “We should probably consider of getting another horse, if we want to get anywhere. At this rate we'll be back in Paris in a year.” s uggested Edward.
    “You mortals are in such a hurry it's sickening, but I'm tired of you trying to outrun me, so I'll agree, we need a new horse.” r eplied Venus with charisma.
    Walking down the little village they saw it come to life in broad day light, where they finally found someone to buy a horse from. This time it was from a pure white Arabian breed, quite unusual for such a remote area. A beauty to match the white coated landscape in exchange to the ruby bracelet Venus wore on her wrist. Trotting away back to civilisation Venus rested her head on Edwards back as he geared the horse.
    When she fell asleep a smile formed on Edwards lips, to have her so close, so near emerged his conscience in another world. Hasn't one ever wondered about the beauty of a burning candle, the warmth and angelic charm it propels as it enlightens its surrounding? The Burning mortal heart of Edward shone beyond imagination, as it drummed in torment within his chest. The yearn he had for his love was so unspeakably rare, an event still not yet understood by the world’s greatest scholars. But who can fully comprehend the divine sentiment of a boy in love.
    Once arrived Edward lifted Venus into the inn, delicately placing her into her bed as a porcelain doll. He slept beside her on the ground dreaming of a world where loving her would be humanly possible. Edward awoke discovering a thick blanket covering his back. On Venus's empty bed he spotted a note indicating that she was awaiting him in the café. Venus was having a generous cup of a strong black coffee as examining the content of the little chest she was given by her former lover. She realised as unfolding a papyrus map onto of Mr. Dubois maps the locating of her life's conquest: Atlantis...
    A hidden Island in the Mediterranean sea, far off the coast of Cyprus off of Episkopi bay, was where laid her destiny. As folding the map she realised that there was a secret compartment in the little box. In it was a beautiful pendant holding a diamond cut ruby. As the morning light shined threw the stone it shaded a message onto the white table nap. “ For my eternal love : Venus, yours Dracula. ” A little note accompanied the pendent stating:
    Dear Venus,
    Heartless have I been to ever have let you leave, but my enduring love for you is stronger than any other existing force I possess . I have discovered where the manuscripts lay, a mile off the coast of Atlantis. Under the sea sleeps your mother s ’ ship, off the eastern side of the island. Venus I have always loved you, you are wright to

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